This Liao Zhai is not right

There was a loud bang, followed by an explosion of flames.

"You are so old, but you are still playing with firecrackers like a child. Even if there is still a lot of incense and vows in the Jiangdu County City God Seal, how can you squander it like this?"

Seeing Su Su in such a playful mood, Chang'e couldn't help but frown.

Su Su opened his eyes wide and said with great interest: "I am not squandering anything. I am just verifying something. If it works, I feel that the two of us alone will be enough to sweep away the thousands of White Lotus monsters outside the city."

Without waiting for Chang'e to reply, his mind was full of thoughts again, which aroused the yang god magic power contained in the inner elixir three inches below the navel.

Come out!

An atomic bomb with unpredictable power!

There was a faint stream of light passing through the palm of my hand, but it suddenly disappeared like a dream bubble.

In the end, nothing appeared.

"Something's wrong. I clearly designed it according to the structure in Copeland's book, so why is there no reaction at all?"

Su Su racked his brains to recall the details, and even squatted down in disbelief, writing the mass-energy conversion formula 'E=mc^2' on the ground, but it didn't work at all.

Then he changed his mind.

With a crackling sound, a flash of lightning appeared between the palms, landing in the corner of the yard and splitting the wall bricks into a charred color.

"Sure enough, lightning can be easily generated by relying on the principle of positive and negative charges. So is it because I don't understand the engineering principles involved that I can't create an atomic bomb?"

Su Su was deeply puzzled by this.

He tried several more times, and his control ability became more and more proficient. The lightning gathered in his palm, making a constant crackling sound, jumping and flashing.

Then he swung it out, splitting the corner of the yard wall into even blacker pieces.

"You're never going to stop, you vixen? Thunder is the result of the stagnation of the heavenly energy. When the yang energy is trapped by the yin energy, it must be forced forward, and when it is forced to the extreme, the sound becomes thunder and the light becomes lightning. This is ordinary thunder and lightning, without the extremely yang and strong energy contained in the heavenly thunder. Otherwise, how could the bull nose of Longhu Mountain rely on someone in the heaven to use the Five Thunders Commandment to ask the Thunder God to send down the heavenly thunder, which is called thunder magic and is unique in the world of the living?"

Seeing Su Fu getting more and more excited, Chang'e couldn't help but speak.

Su Su sighed slightly, but still did not stop his actions. Instead, he said seriously, "Ordinary lightning with a voltage of more than 36 volts is enough to kill people. More than 10,000 volts is high voltage, and more than 330,000 volts is ultra-high voltage. The voltage of a thunderbolt from heaven is at least 100 million volts, and a slightly stronger thunderstorm is at least 1 billion volts. Of course, it is extremely masculine and strong, and even gods and ghosts are afraid of it!"

I also saw Su Su uttering some weird ideas that he had heard from somewhere.

This time, the difference between heavenly thunder and ordinary lightning was explained clearly.

This made Chang'e look suspicious. She stared at Su Su and asked, "Who in the world is so bored that he got struck by lightning enough times before coming up with this theory of measuring the power of thunder?"

"It should be a man named Volt in the Far West, but that's not important. What's important is...electricity can generate magnetism, and magnetism can also generate electricity. This is called electromagnetic induction!"

As he was still speaking, electric light gathered into a ring in Su Su's hand, and a huge suction force was transmitted out. With the naked eye, dense and fine iron sand could be seen floating in the dust on the ground in the yard, gathering into a ball, and being squeezed into iron balls the size of fingertips in Su Su's hand.

The electric rings are stacked and aimed into the air.

He pushed the iron ball in his hand to accelerate, and it flew out with great force, carrying with it a bright electric current. In a moment, it crossed a distance of several thousand meters, broke through the air like a meteor, and fell outside the city.

Su Su looked at Heng'e with satisfaction: "Look, isn't this faster than a flying sword? And the amount of mana consumed is negligible compared to killing an enemy with a flying sword!"

"Quite useful."

Looking away from a distance, Chang'e commented.

Su Su did not continue to fiddle with it, but took a few steps forward and said, "In that case, let's leave the city."

As soon as these words were spoken, Su Fu and Chang'e immediately escaped underground.

The scene in the city flashed before his eyes, and in the blink of an eye, Su Su, who had transformed into a burly man, and Chang'e, who was dressed as a refugee, appeared in a deserted place outside the city.

After walking a few hundred meters along the river, we saw figures ahead. There were a dozen yamen runners in black robes setting up a shop on the roadside, distributing bland porridge to help the refugees while shouting something.

Walking over and listening to his speech, it seemed that he was recruiting young and strong refugees to do some work, such as clearing silt from the river outside the city and reinforcing the docks, or tamping the official roads and strengthening the old bridges. Not only were they provided with two meals in the morning and evening, but they were also paid a dozen copper coins.

It can be seen that Zhang Yuewu's actions were indeed swift. In just one night, he made the officials in Yangzhou city choose the latter between the refugees following the White Lotus Demon to kill officials and rebel, and sending grain to help the refugees.

Before Su Su could stand firmly on his feet, a skinny old man in a tattered shirt looked at him and said, "What are you two doing standing here? Are you starving? Why don't you come forward and get a bowl of porridge to fill your stomach? Look at you, a big and strong man. You should have enough food to eat anywhere, but you have become a refugee and fled here. I'm afraid your family has suffered from the war just like me."

Chapter 59 Taoist Priest Shan

Although Su Su's transformed strong man had strong muscles at this time, his face was pale and his eyes were dark. He was obviously weak after a long journey, hungry and exhausted.

As a dramatic actress, Chang'e's face turned pale, her lips were chapped, and her body swayed from time to time, showing that she was so hungry that she could not even stand steadily.

The clothes of both men were covered with large amounts of dust, and their chests and backs were covered with sweat stains, looking truly miserable.

"So you are really so hungry that you are dizzy and standing here. I will go over and get two bowls of porridge for you two."

A skinny old man in a tattered shirt walked past Su Su and Chang'e. He looked to be in his fifties or sixties, but he had a ruddy complexion, a brisk pace, and walked steadily. He did not look like an ordinary person.

"call......"

Su Fu pretended to be exhausted, took a deep breath, and quickly supported the staggering Chang'e beside him. He glanced at her and whispered, "There's something wrong with this old man. Could he be the White Lotus demon hiding among the refugees with other intentions?"

"Not really. This old man was just passing by. I came over to talk to you when I saw you..."

The skinny old man moved very quickly. In just a moment, he asked the runner from the porridge shop for two bowls of porridge, then turned around and strode back.

Chang'e stopped talking immediately upon seeing this.

"A bowl of porridge is better than nothing, but I'm afraid it can't satisfy your appetite as a young man." The skinny old man handed the bowl of porridge to Su Su and looked him up and down.

Then he looked at Heng'e who was supported by Su Fu and said with a smile: "Even though she is in such a mess, you can still see that this girl is pretty. You two must be the children of a wealthy family in the north."

"Thank you for your help, father-in-law. This is my little sister. I'm not afraid of you making fun of me. She came from the north to escape the war. She slept in the open air all the way. She never had a full meal or a good night's sleep. Sigh... wolves and tigers are secondary. It's hard to guard against evildoers."

Taking the porridge handed over by the skinny old man, Su Su bowed and thanked him.

She noticed that the skinny old man just stretched out his hand in front of the porridge shop, and the runners in the shop uncontrollably offered him porridge, which seemed to be quite powerful.

So even if he was not the White Lotus Demon hiding among the refugees, he must have other intentions in coming forward to talk to him.

"Even if one has a fortune, fields, fine clothes and delicious food, and a host of servants, when war strikes, nothing will be left."

The skinny old man looked at Su Su, who was alert, with some memories in his eyes. He sighed and said, "You two have traveled through mountains and rivers and have gone through a lot of hardship to escape the war from the north. I'm afraid you have just escaped from the tiger's mouth and entered the wolf's den. This Yangzhou area, and even the entire Jiangnan area, will be plunged into turmoil."

as predicted.

The skinny old man already knew that the White Lotus demon was going to start a rebellion.

I think he showed up to talk to me because of this.

Su Su's thoughts moved slightly, and he pretended to be shocked: "What do you mean, father-in-law? My sister and I have been traveling south, and what we have seen and heard is relatively peaceful. I wonder where the unrest in Jiangnan came from?"

The skinny old man pointed to a shop not far away that was distributing porridge to workers. A few refugees suddenly started pushing and shoving each other, followed by a fierce quarrel and then a fight, which disrupted the originally acceptable order of distributing porridge.

Seeing this, the yamen runners in the shop hurriedly shouted loudly, trying to maintain the order that was about to collapse.

However, before their actions could work, the refugees who had been pushing and shoving earlier rushed to the shop and started fighting with the yamen runners who were shouting and scolding them.

"The police are beating people! The police are beating people!"

"I heard that the statue in the City God Temple was broken last night. This is a warning from heaven. The gods and people are both angry, so they forced these corrupt officials to send grain to relieve the disaster."

"What do you mean by sending food for disaster relief? I think they have evil intentions. They hired young men to build bridges and roads, and to clear silt and block blockages. I think they are trying to trick people into being tributes to the gods in order to appease their wrath."

The scene became increasingly chaotic, with rumors spreading among the refugees from nowhere.

When they heard that the real purpose of sending food relief was to trick young and strong people into serving as sacrificial victims, panic spread quickly.

Someone immediately shouted, "The corrupt officials are so bad that their feet are oozing pus and their backs are covered with sores. How can they do anything good? Beat them to death!"

"Kill them!"

"Kill them!"

The sounds of fighting and killing suddenly filled the air.

"The White Lotus demon is hiding among the refugees, bewitching the people and trying to stir up chaos. The City God of Jichuan Prefecture was killed last night. If no one stops it, Yangzhou will be lost, and the entire Jiangnan region will be in turmoil."

The skinny old man stared at Su Fu's muscular body with sharp eyes, and said in a shocking voice: "I want to turn the tide, I wonder if you, a young man, are willing to lend a helping hand to me?"

Good guy.

This is like encountering an enlightened master who has sneaked into the world of mortals.

However, this master actually fell into Su Su's trap earlier than the White Lotus Demon, and truly believed the lies that the City God of Jichuan Prefecture had died last night.

Seeing that Su Su was hesitant to speak, the skinny old man struck while the iron was hot and said, "My surname is Shan. When I was young, there was a war and I was the only one left in my family. Then I entered the Taoist sect and achieved some success. Then I returned to the world and traveled around. You can call me Taoist Shan in the future."

A single Taoist priest?

The name sounded familiar, and Su Su couldn't help but think about it carefully.

I quickly recalled that "The Taoist Shan" is also one of the chapters in Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio. It tells the story of a Taoist named Shan who traveled to Zibo County, Shandong Province. He was a bohemian and liked to use some magic to amuse children on the street. As a result, he was noticed by Mr. Han, a family of officials, who treated him as a guest of honor and wanted to learn the skill of invisibility from Taoist Shan.

However, Taoist Shan slapped Master Han in the face on the spot and said, "My magic is only taught to gentlemen, not villains. You are rich and have learned the art of invisibility, so you will not steal, but if you see a beautiful girl, you will break into her boudoir and do despicable things."

Afterwards, Master Han was so furious that he secretly discussed with his servants about giving Taoist Shan a good beating. In order to prevent Taoist Shan from escaping by using invisibility, he even sprinkled fine ash on the place where Taoist Shan was to be beaten.

When everything was ready, Master Han tricked Taoist Shan into coming and ordered his servants to beat him with bullwhips. They beat him until mud and dust flew everywhere. When Taoist Shan could no longer be found, they returned in disappointment.

Looking at this skinny old man, he should be the Taoist priest Shan who travels around the world.

"Master Shan."

Su Su bowed and saluted. She still respected this kind of righteous man who knew what to do and what not to do. "I wonder how you are going to deal with the White Lotus Monster?"

"It's not me, it's you!"

"I?"

Taoist Shan said solemnly: "Your whole body is full of blood and energy, and your Yang energy is blazing, like the scorching sun in the sky. No evil spirits can get close to you. You just need to eat and drink enough and build up enough strength. Then I will draw a magic talisman for you, and even ghosts and gods will be unable to stop you."

"The White Lotus Demon leader Yin Shen was severely injured by the City God of Jichuan Prefecture last night. I have already found out where he is hiding. You can kill him all the way and take his head as easily as taking something out of a bag."

Chapter 60 Something

Su Su didn't expect that Taoist Shan was actually planning to take advantage of the strong man's body other than her real body.

The strong man's body was created by the power of the Yang God, his whole body was full of blood and qi, and his Yang Qi was blazing, like the scorching sun in the sky, and all evil spirits were naturally afraid. If it was the real thing, then of course he would be brave enough to kill a white lotus monster whose Yin God was severely injured, as easy as taking something out of a bag.

It’s a pity that the strong man’s body outside of Su Su’s real body is a fake one maintained by magic power.

But Taoist Shan said that he had already found out the hiding place of Zhao Hufa, the leader of the White Lotus Demons. This was undoubtedly an unexpected surprise, as it saved her and Chang'e the effort of infiltrating the White Lotus Sect to gather information.

And the statue of the Ghost King must be carried by Protector Zhao.

"Master, you have already found out the hiding place of the leader of the Lotus Demon. Why don't you take action yourself to eliminate the evil? He has suffered serious injuries and should not be your opponent." Su Su asked.

Taoist Shan shook his head and explained, "It's not that I don't want to do it myself, but I can't do it myself. After the Yin Spirit of the White Lotus Demon leader was severely injured, he drove thousands of his followers to form an army formation, and the murderous spirit was overwhelming. The Yin Spirits of cultivators like us were restrained, and we can only exert one or two of our full strength. How can we, with our flesh and blood bodies, fight against thousands of troops? Only Taoists who have cultivated to Yang Spirits are not affected by them and can show their saintliness and display their magical powers in front of others."

"But most of these masters are devoted to hard cultivation in order to achieve the path of immortality. How could they care about worldly things?"

You may not believe it.

A master who has achieved the status of Yang God?

It's right in front of you!

"I accidentally became a master myself. How unpredictable things really are."

Su Fu muttered a few words in his heart, and then asked: "May I ask what realm the Taoist is in?"

"My Yin Spirit has already been completed, but I have stopped at the stage of refining the spirit and returning to the void, and I have not made any progress. In recent years, I have moved the Qi of the five internal organs and contained the spirits of the five internal organs in order to achieve the path of human immortality."

"You young man don't understand even if I tell you. Are you going to do it or not? Give me your answer!"

Taoist Shan was a little anxious, and said repeatedly: "The White Lotus Monster leader's thousands of followers will form an army array and arrive outside the city at 15:30. Those thousands of followers have evil magic to protect them. They can fight ten enemies at once, and it is no problem to kill the generals and break the city. I have searched all over Yangzhou, and now you are the only one who is not harmed by his evil magic. If you delay any longer, when the White Lotus Monster breaks through the city wall, it will be too late to say anything."

The good show I prepared for you has just begun.

You, the Yin Spirit Zhao Protector, whose arm was cut off by Zhang Yuewu, can't help but come and attack the city?

It has to be said that Su Su had indeed overestimated the military talent of this damn Zhao Protector at the City God Temple last night. At this moment, she felt quite frustrated as if she had just arranged an ambush from all sides, but Xiang Yu immediately ran to the bank of the Wujiang River and committed suicide.

"No wonder these evil cults have never succeeded in their uprisings. They just don't want to read any military books other than studying evil magic to deceive people, right?"

With a sudden decision in his mind, Su Su immediately agreed to Taoist Shan's plan.

"Since the Taoist priest is willing to help, I, a humble person, am also willing to do my bit to help."

Although the strong man's body is a fake maintained by magic power, the vigorous blood and energy throughout his body, like the scorching yang energy under the scorching sun, cannot be faked.

Who says fakes can’t be as brave as a thousand men?

"I was right. You are a responsible young man. If you can succeed, I will teach you some of my special skills."

Taoist Shan was delighted and clapped his hands fiercely, saying, "There is no time to lose. There will be trouble ahead, so I will let you try your skills."